Lanterns: the story of Edith and the town of Miserable

Lanterns: the story of Edith and the town of Miserable

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The town of Miserable was just like any other small town. Cabin like houses, every 15th day it rained strawberry milk or blood, fields, forests, a holiday for town hero Herbert Tenley (who died during a political protest he executed by trying to eat 15 pumpkins in a row, but died before the sixth), nice little parks... Edith liked many things: those curious straycats, cheap tea and the ghost of her dog - Victor Barksbowow. She understood Swedish and animals. That is why she knew that Henry Samuel Morley's cat didn't like having nine lives and actually was alarmingly alcoholic and suicidal. Henry Samuel Morley wished he could too speak with his cats, but he didn't have any special talents. He could only name 35 different butterflies, see ghosts, remember 268 decimals of Pi and turn partially invisible. Even though hating to go outside and talking with people, Henry Samuel Morley did end up going on an adventure with Edith to save Miserable and stop Sinclair Fox and a satanic student from destroying the town with red wine, killing boogeymans and leaving tiger lilies everywhere.
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